This blog is starting to have this apocalyptic feel to it. Just like Will Smith's 'I am Legend'. Well, video blog for me would be like watching a TV show about bloopers. Well, it's Day 112. I've been engaged for more than that, but that's important is what happens within a year of my wedding. So far...not much because I'm selective with what I write and I'm usually tired...
I felt like I'm getting more careful with certain patients. Some don't seem to have considerate their surroundings. Not aware of the effects of their selfish, or ignorant, acts. 'Sigh'...the world, as we know it, will slowly crumb as we think more highly of ourselves. Soon, it'll literally be dog-eat-dog...or man-eat-man... Hmmm...zombie apocalypse?
Oh, today was Mom's departure from San Francisco. I feel a sense of loss, but not the type that I don't know what to do, but more like a sense of losing a certain presence in the house. The house just feels...quieter. No random laughing of Dad watch America's Funniest Videos (or dumbest to Dad). No sound of oil cracking in the background and smell of good food. Maybe it's just me missing the days of my earlier youth. Days in Petaluma... Or maybe I understand what Dad meant that home is where family is. Now, family is in two locations, soon to be three. Then four...when the wedding is over. I know that Dad is not ready for this part of life because he didn't get to spend the latter part of Kristy's High School years. I also know that he regrets not being there for our important moments, which is probably why I have no motivation to walk the graduation ceremony for SF State... Actually, I much rather have him come when I get my PhD. That's something he can't miss.
Okay...I'm getting tired thinking about too much...Need to wake up and get to work on my own...
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